Bleh #2

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Heads up this is about lady issues, viewer discretion is reeeeeeaaallly advised. Better yet just skip this chapter or whatever it is, especially if you're a dude. Seriously, it gets a little gross. Please just don't.







I feel completely and utterly like crap right now. I even had to leave work only an hour and a half after clocking in! I'm supposed to work for 8 hours! It's shark week right now and not the good shark week with actual sharks that fly out the water and eat seals and stuff, it's the shark week that includes Satan's waterfall and makes me hate myself and everything else. Normally it's not this bad but today it felt like my ovaries are trying to escape my body by going up through my stomach and out of my mouth. I want to throw up. And cut my insides out. And kill my self. All at once. I keep eating and eating and it all wants to come back up but I don't want it to so I don't let it. My mom recommended I take a hot bath, so I did, and ended up bathing in my own blood so I took a shower. It helped while I was in there but as soon as I got out I hated everything again. On the bright side I discovered the magnificent and wondrous invention known as the heating pad, which I am using as I type. Everything is warm and I no longer want to stab myself in every place that cramps. So now I'm catching up on Parks & Rec and drinking apple juice and eating an entire family sized bag of lay's pickle chips. Because the Internet said both chips and pickles are good for nausea.

Update: okay I only ate 3/4th of the bag of pickle chips, my mom came home and made me stop. It hasn't even been an hour.

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